Chapter 57 – Divorced! Now What to Do?

“You mean…there had been fires around this neighborhood?” The driver nodded.

“Yes.” Neil was instantly alarmed.

“Driver, please go faster! Please!” Neil knew what Cynthal was trying to do. Although he did not know why the little boy suddenly got anxious, the driver drove faster as he saw the boy in an anxious state. A ten-minute journey took only five. The car stopped at Central Hospital. Neil did not even wait for the driver to return him the change as he rushed in. Yuri was already waiting for him at the hospital’s main lobby.

“Boss, what’s going on?”

“No time to explain.” Neil took a deep breath. He asked about Granny Morrison’s whereabouts, then he immediately pounced onto Yuri.

“Carry me up to the ninth floor. Quickly!

” The elevators in the hospital were too slow. Neil could not waste a single second!

Yuri did not question Neil as he brought him on his back and ran upstairs.

As he was a young and strong bodyguard, they reached the ninth floor safely in just a few minutes. Once he reached the ninth floor, Neil’s phone rang.

” Boss, the house that you wanted me to watch over had caught fire. There are too many people guarding the house. I won’t be able to fight them all so I didn’t head over, but I’ve already made a report. What should I do next?” Neil nearly blacked out.

Catastrophes did not wait for anyone. People guarded the door, yet the house was on fire. Would he make it if he was to look for Brettley at that moment? Neil strode to Granny Morrison’s ward. He gritted his teeth and instructed Zach,

“Take photos and videos. Get me a clear picture of every single person guarding the door!

” No matter what, he would make them pay! Meanwhile, in the ward… Granny Morrison, still in bed, pestered Brettley.

“Brettley, if you’re not going to give me a reason today, I won’t let you go.”

“Granny, don’t find fault with Brettley. It’s all my fault…” Sitting by the side, Cynthal wiped her tears with a tissue. Despite her falling tears, her eyes were filled with delight.

The fire should have started at that moment, right? A s long as Cynthal and Granny held Brettley off, in about ten minutes, that b*tch and her daughter should have stopped breathing already. In half an hour, they would be burnt to death! The more she thought about it, the more delighted she became. She pretended to cry harder.

“I don’t have the luck to become your granddaughter-in-law Brettley was somewhat annoyed by her cries. He knew that Cynthal was hostile toward Bethan. She wanted to get rid of

Bethan, but she was too stubborn on this matter. She kept bringing Granny Morrison into it. Bethan was just an ordinary maid. Why did she feel so threatened by her?

“Brettley!

” Granny Morrison glared at him.

“Look at how badly Cynthal is crying. Why are you not passing a tissue to her? Even if you’re calling off the engagement, it’s not too much to ask of you to give her some tissues, right?” What else could Brettley say at that? He helplessly furrowed his brows and passed Cynthal some tissues. Before Cynthal could take the tissues, there was a commotion coming from outside. Bang! The door of the ward was kicked open. The moment Neil entered the ward, he saw Neil passing tissues to Cynthal and was instantly infuriated. His mother and sister were dying in a fire, yet his scumbag dad was passing tissues to the main culprit! Neil immediately rushed over and snatched the tissues.

“Mr. Morrison, why are you still comforting her? Do you know that your daughter and my mother are about to be burnt to death?” Brettley furrowed his brows.

“What did you say?” Were Nellie and Bethan not at home? Why could they be burnt to death?

“There’s no time for any explanation!

” Neil gritted and tugged on Brettley’s hand.

“If you want them to leave, you’ll bring people along with me! Any later, and you won’t be able to rescue them in time!

” Cynthal suddenly stood up.

“Who are you? What nonsense are you talking about?” Who was this kid, spoiling her plans?

“I’ll deal with you later!

” Neil glared fiercely at Cynthal then turned to look at Brettley.

“Are you coming or not? We have to rescue them!

” Brettley furrowed his brows and looked at him, not moving at all.

Smoke rose to the air.

The entire house smelled of smoke. It was asphyxiating. The house was filled with flammable materials, and there were more than ten kilograms of sketches. The fire came quickly. Bethan had no time to think who wanted her dead; she only knew that she had to live! Nellie had to, at least!

She wrapped Nellie’s body in a wet towel. Bethan found a rope in the room and tied it around Nellie.

“Do you still remember the survival skills Uncle Malcolm taught you last time?”

“Yes.” Nellie hugged Bethan with teary eyes.

“But, Mommy, if you’re not going to go, I’d rather die with you! I don’t want to go alone!”

“Listen to me. I’ll come up with something.” Bethan took a deep breath.

“There are people outside. I ’ll lower you down from the window. Three floors down live a couple of loving elderly. I’ll lower you to their balcony. Get them to take you in. Then, contact your brother and call the police. Remember, before the police arrive, do not leave the couple’s home. Do you hear me?” Bethan was afraid that Cynthal’s men would be downstairs, too. Since Cynthal was already willing to kill, Bethan could not let anything happen to Nellie.

“Mommy…”

Nellie cried as Bethan carried her to the window.

“I should’ve listened to Nigel and object to you coming back.” She thought that Bethan and her Daddy would reconcile when Bethan came back, and the three siblings would have a loving home. Who knew?

Her Mommy was in danger time after time, yet they did nothing. Bethan helplessly patted Nellie on the head.

“Even if you were to object, I’d still come back. Don’t worry, I won’t die. Go first.”

“Mmh.” The little girl wiped her tears and carefully grabbed onto the rope. She lowered herself down slowly. When they were overseas, Uncle Malcolm trained the three of them on survival techniques. Nellie was always the one who had the best results. She still had what it took to survive. Bethan looked at Nellie lowering herself down by the window as she raised her voice calling for help, coughing.

Before Nellie was out of danger, Bethan could not let anyone outside notice what was going on. The flames grew brighter. The sounds of fire crackling and a woman coughing while shouting for help kept ringing in the corridors. Finally, Nellie was safe. Leaning against the wall, Bethan looked at how the rope stopped moving. She smiled in relief. Initially, this was her moment to escape, but after sending Nellie off, she has depleted her energy. Furthermore, the air around her was toxic. She leaned against the wall, unable to exert any strength. Was this the end? Bethan was somewhat reluctant. She did not expect that Cynthal was so paranoid to this extent. Back then, Bethan thought that Brettley was the vicious one. However, at that moment, she realized that Cynthal— who used to be her good sister—was much crueler than Brettley. They were…clearly a match made in heaven. Her sight grew blurry, but before she passed out, she seemed to have seen someone kicking the door open. Brettley came running in with a worried and anxious look. He immediately lifted her up. This must be a dream. Being carried in his arms, it felt familiar yet strange to her. It was so warm she felt like crying. She cried.

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